Holy Trinity Catholic High School (Edmonton)
Coordinates: 53°27′25″N 113°26′33″W / 53.45694°N 113.44250°W / 53.45694; -113.44250
| Holy Trinity Catholic High School | |
| "To care, To Share and To Serve." | |
| Address | |
| 7007 28 Ave NW Edmonton, Alberta, T6K 4A5, Canada |
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| Information | |
| School board | Edmonton Catholic School District |
| Religious affiliation | Roman Catholic |
| Superintendent | Joan Carr |
| Area trustee | Kara Pelech |
| Principal | Cathy Nissen |
| School type | Secondary school |
| Grades | 10-12 |
| Language | English, and other Language classes |
| Area | Mill Woods |
| Team name | Trinity Trojans |
| Colours | Gold, Black and White |
| Founded | 1984 |
| Enrolment | 800 |
| Homepage | Official site |
Holy Trinity Catholic High School is a high school located in Edmonton, Alberta, Canada in the southern neighbourhood of Mill Woods. It borders the Public High School of J. Percy Page, and the multi-recreational Mill Woods Park.
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